it was Sunday, the restaurant was closed today because sunday ment church and that ment william could spend the entire day working on animatronics in the attic. He had his blue prints layed out, his parts in a big box, en his tools pristine and perfect. Various prototypes already scattered in the attic. Vanessa and his wife where at church and he’d told them to take Michael with him. But he had no clue where Michael would be at right now since the boy didn’t seem to buy into religion much. Not that he cared, if there was a god he surely hated william already so for him there was no use asking for forgiveness in some stuffy old building where some children he’d much rather be killing where singing choir. Most of the time Michael came back home after maybe an hour and if he did he would never bother William. The kid was 15 now so william would be more concerned if he did come whining at his door.

Sadly William’s thoughts where interrupted by the doorbell ringing downstairs, so he sighed and pushed away from his desk. Walking down the hall to the stairs before he reached the front door. Unlocking it to face the person on the other side.